Bellamy sped as he got closer to the sector where Monty and Jaspers gyrosphere gave off it's last few signals. The trees were heavier overhead leaving a dark blue hue over everything, as if it was night already, the forest around them was dense so they had to be extra careful now that they had knowledge the Indominus could camouflage itself.

"There! Bellamy stop!" Clarke cried as she pointed to a destroyed sphere. Glass and metal were everywhere along with a few more dead dinosaurs. His heart pounded as Clarke burst through he door and sprinted to the ruins.

"Oh my god..." She started to cry as she saw Monty's phone...but no other trace of her friends. "They're gone..." Bellamy looked around at the muddy ground, he saw the Indominus' footprints and...two other pairs that were human.

"Clarke look." He said gently as he touched her shoulder to help her up, she clutched the phone to her chest and stood up. She saw the hopeful steps of Jasper and Monty's Converse and followed them to a large pool of bright blue water a couple feet below, the waterfall was roaring next to it.

"Monty! Jasper!" She called. A hand covered her mouth, she wrenched free. "What the hell Bellamy!?"

"Those prints are fresh Clarke, use your head." He whispered.

"I'm not one of your damn animals!" She snapped.

"The Indominus could still be here Clarke. Please, I will find them." He promised her. She searched his face trying to find any hint that he was lying to her or making fun of her. But he was serious.

"I'll go by myself, I know what to look for and how to take care of it. I'll drive you back to the park." He said.

"What? No. I'm going with you." Clarke said. She held her hands on her hips.

"Dressed like that, you won't make it. Besides you're wearing spike heels Princess." He chuckled. Her face grew hard, and she quickly pulled her white blouse open, revealing her purple tank top, and tied it around her, and pushing the sleeves of it up. Bellamy looked at her amused.

"What was that for?"

"I told you. I'm going with you. Let's go we don't have time to waste." She said finally, she walked to the car wobbling in her heels as they dug into the mud. He smiled at her and followed.

***

"Stay here Clarke." Bellamy ordered as he got out of the white jeep. She opened her mouth to protest but he shut the door. She glared at him as he adjusted the gun in his hands, and got out of the car. The serene valley they were in was disturbed and violated by the scene in front of them. Bellamy had stopped in front of an Apatosaurus who had massive cuts and teeth marks along its large, blue-grey body. It made a sound of pain, a cry out for help or relief. Bellamy crouched next to the beast and rubbed it's head murmuring that everything was ok, he held back tears as he comforted it. Clarke sat down in front of it, tentatively reaching out her hand to pet the animals head, she found herself humming a lullaby her dad used to sing to her. In his final moments she did the same thing for him as he laid down on his hospital bed, after months of fighting his cancer, it had finally been time for him to let go. She felt maybe if she could help this animal...just maybe it could pull through by some miracle, but Clarke knew that was impossible. No way could these injuries it had sustained be treatable, not even by their vets who were not only too far away, but the blood lost, the meat ripped out of it, the disgusting teeth marks that had forever scarred this animal, would be too much to handle with such little time. As she pet and hummed, Bellamy looked up at her in wonder as she never showed this much emotion to anyone let alone an animal. She couldn't stop the tears from flowing as the dinosaur jerked and looked around wildly as it feared the Indominus Rex would come back to harm it further.

"Down girl..." Bellamy whispered, he held its head and gently laid her back, stroking until it's eyes went glassy and didn't respond. The creature was dead. Bellamy's throat tightened as he stood up, looking around the valley, Clarke looked up at him confused. Standing, she saw what he saw. A mass grave of green splattered with blue and grey and red. Apatosaurus's lay down as if they were taking a long nap, only to know they'd never wake again. Cries of pain and suffering filled their ears.

"She's not eating them..." He said gravely.

"Why?" She looked at him fearful of what he would say next.

"She's killing for sport."